Friday, December 22, 2006

The Golden Box . . .


Some time ago a mother punished her 5 year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.

Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold-paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and said, "This is for you, Momma."
The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty.
She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. "Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package?"
She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full."
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. . . .
The mother kept that golden box by her bed for all the years of her life.

Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

8 comments:

BBC said...

Hum, I guess she should have put a note in the box saying that she had filled it with kisses.

BBC said...

I would like to see you post some stories about your life’s experiences, like Hammer does. Or what it is like living in Egypt, and your experiences there. I think those would be very interesting. I start my retreat in a few hours, so have to go for now. Have a good day, hugs.

BBC said...

Here is another version for you.

Some time ago a mother questioned her five year old daughter as to why she was using a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.

Money was tight and she wanted to know why the child used the gold-paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. The child explained that it was for a very special person in her life.

The next morning the little girl brought the gift box to her mother and said, "This is for you, Momma. It appears to be empty but it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full."

An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. . . . The mother kept that golden box by her bed for all the years of her life.

Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

Princess Saphire said...

A box full of kisses from your own baby gal is the sweetest thing I have ever heard. The love that she had for her mummy was beyond measures.

Kirsten N. Namskau said...

BBC: I do have some stories from my life here in Egypt in my blog. But you maybe have to got to the archive. Actually, most of my posts are from Egypt.
Now, my file is not so big, because i started this blog in September 2006

Hammer said...

Great story Kirsten.

With my own kids I've learned to be patient and appreciative of every little scribbled piece of paper they bring me. Because it means something to them and that's what's important.

Meg in Nelson said...

Great story. I found you via Kath Bee (NZ) and Hammer (Texas?). I'll come back for more.

Kirsten N. Namskau said...

meg in nelson: Thank you for visiting my blog and for the comment